I am *SO* a Manly Mancat

It's really not my fault that the Human dangles
this irresistible crunchy-braided toy
right in front of my face.
I have to play with it. H-a-v-e t-o.
There's no shame in this.
Right?

Well, well

So little Aggie is learning why she has those tiny needle-sharp teeth and claws. So's her Human, ha ha ha ha ha!

Oh me? Just hanging around....

....plotting.

Nectar of the Gods

Ambrosia. Manna from Heaven.

I must have been
a very, very, very
Good Kitty indeed.

Because I got some of this tonight!
And, who knows, if I keep being
a good boy?
Well, there's more in the jar.

Saturday Snoopervising

Gotta keep a close eye on all those Humans out there.
I mean, who knows what kind of mischief
they might get into on a sunny day like this?

Yes, here I am

On the windowsill, between the curtain and the window.
Now, did you want something or were you just hunting me down?

Yeah, I thought so.

My hammock!

Oh! Oh! Oh!
About a year ago, the Human disassembled my kitteh hammock, washed the soft fabric part and then put the whole thing away in the back porch. She forgot all about it.




Well, I asked her all the time where it was, but she never seemed to understand what I wanted. Yesterday she came across it and she said, "Oh, Spitty! It's your little hammock! Would you like me to put it together for you?"

Well, duh, Yeah I would!